In the hall I heard your faints falling. Your trial and my corrections made. You had all the prayers of my loose heart. You had all the prayers of once had gone. No I was not there on the church stairs. The wind in my hair fled through night's air. No I was not there on the church stairs. The wind in my hair fled through night's air. Me I wanted, I wanted the right time. Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in line. Me I wanted, I wanted the right time. Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in line.
Definitivamente esto es una caricia al alma para todos los Guaymenses, un abrazo.
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In the hall I heard your faints falling.
Your trial and my corrections made.
You had all the prayers of my loose heart.
You had all the prayers of once had gone.
No I was not there on the church stairs.
The wind in my hair fled through night's air.
No I was not there on the church stairs.
The wind in my hair fled through night's air.
Me I wanted, I wanted the right time.
Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in line.
Me I wanted, I wanted the right time.
Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in line.